Chapter 218: A Matter of Refreshments
Lucian watched her as the thought formed in her mind, her gaze fixed somewhere beyond the windows.
He had not been joking when he told her she was not ordinary. And he was certain she now realised that—along with what he had meant.
Her father was the King.
Even if that father did not acknowledge her. Even if she had spent her entire life being treated as something less than nothing. The blood that ran through her veins was royal blood, and that alone made her special.
But it was not only that.
It was the way she learned. The way her mind worked. She was curious, quick, and hungry for knowledge in a manner that had nothing to do with ambition and everything to do with something deeper. She also possessed a gift for learning things faster than anyone he had ever met.
He had taught her the basics of the waltz in a single morning.
